Ulfr is a one of a kind individual. during his years in the military, he managed to learn about plenty of methods of how to get rid of people.

from “Accidents” to demolition and kidnapping — this knowledge made ulfr a valuable asset. Because of this, he doesn’t talk much about his service time. and in the odd event that he does, the idea you had of the kind of man he was gets all the more grave.

After few years of service, ulfr began to notice a void in the firearm market. realising that he can fill this void, Ulfr put his expertise to use.

Having multiple contacts in the unused arms and parts circles, ulfr began to move firearms, ammunition and firearm parts. having easily accessible merchandise from eastern europe, Ulfr began to ship it to the united states. The market boomed, and ulfr took all the profit.

tHE Club began to take notice of Ulfr when Armenian hitters started vanishing after interfering with their shipments. With intentions to get answers, Baldur and Jotun tracked Ulfr down and ended up sitting him down with a beer. That night, Armenians followed hoping to kill two birds with one stone. It didn't turn out like they’D HOPED.

Even though they just met, during the shootout ulfr took a few rounds while protecting the guys. After wiping them out, jotun and baldur saw the dedication, honour and loyalty within him. they offered him a chance to join as a support, and he did.

Inside the club, Ulfr isn't just a member, he's the Boogeyman. He'll mention how easy it is to mail a pipebomb to someone, while he's waterboarding someone ELSE with gasoline, only to light them on fire later.

He is calm, immoral and unsettling in a way that EVEN fellow long time members have stopped asking questions.

Now Ulfr flies the coloUrs with pride, keeping a pipeline of firearms and ammo flowing to the club. Just don't give him a reason to hunt you — too many people have vanished in accidents FAR too strange to be A coincidence.